Chapter 489

Slightly nodded, Wen Jinrui picked up the scissors, motioned Xu Siyuan to go to the bed, head and tail, "be careful, cut his clothes."

"Slow down!" After hearing Wen Jinrui's words, the leader of the man in black's eyes were cold. Then he squinted at Wen Jinrui and said, "treatment is OK, cutting clothes is free."

Wen Jinrui's look in his low eyes flashed away. When he raised his head, he regained his fear. "My Lord, his injury is too serious. I'm afraid it's difficult to cure without cutting clothes, and the wound is too deep. If he is infected..."

The words didn't finish, because Wen Jinrui knew in his heart that the leader of the man in black was also a martial arts practitioner. He couldn't understand the injury at all, but even so, he had to stop him. It must be the secret of the man in black. If so, he would not only cut the clothes, but also cut them thoroughly!

After staring at Wen Jinrui for a moment, he glanced at the man in black lying on the bed. Finally, the leader was a little loose. Although the man on the bed was covered with sweat, he could not make any sound, but now he began to groan slightly and squeezed out from his teeth.

He saw the injury with his own eyes. He definitely didn't know how serious it was. Wen Jinrui's words were reasonable, and he didn't see any abnormality, just

"My Lord, we can't delay. There's too much blood. I'm afraid if we don't deal with it any more..."

Wen Jinrui, who still hasn't finished and secretly pays attention to the leader, knows that he is loose. What he needs now is only a reason to have to, which only Wen Jinrui can give.

Although the leader of the man in black knows the injury, Wen Jinrui is a doctor. At this time, he doesn't listen to Wen Jinrui. Who else can he listen to? Moreover, a lot of time has passed since his subordinates were injured. If they are delayed, I'm afraid they can't wait for him to make a decision.

"Clothes can be cut, but masks must not be moved."

The voice of the leader of the man in black is very low, like a decision made after several struggles. Wen Jinrui knows that this is his bottom line. If he is forced, it is very likely that the leader of the man in black will give up his life.

"Yes."

After a reply, Wen Jinrui looks at Xu Siyuan and nods to him. Everything seems very normal. But only they know that both Wen Jinrui and Xu Siyuan are very curious about the identity of these people in black. Now is the chance!

After explaining to the injured man in black for a while, he might feel very painful for fear that he would bite his own tongue and let him bite a stick. Wen Jinrui quickly opened all his clothes to the table with scissors. As for the mask, he deliberately avoided it from the neck.

After all the clothes were cut off, Wen Jinrui and Xu Siyuan could not help looking at the injury of the man in black. The injury was too serious. They couldn't really see the cover of the clothes before. Now they found that almost every knife touched the bone, and the most serious part was that the bone and the flesh had been separated!

"Fire."

Wen Jinrui frowned and pressed the wound of the man in black very carefully. Although the whole person still had a sense of panic, the hand holding the silver needle was no longer shaking, but the exposed arm was obviously red and swollen, as if it had just been pinched.

Life matters. Wen Jinrui absolutely does not allow himself to make any mistakes, but if he suddenly calms down, he is afraid that it will arouse the suspicion of the leader of the man in black behind him. So at the beginning, he pinched himself secretly, and now he deliberately shows it to him.

Sure enough, when Wen Jinrui asked for a fire, the leader of the man in black saw that both Wen Jinrui and Xu Siyuan were controlling the wounds of his men, and had no time to care about the fact that he was the only one left in the room. Without any hesitation, he immediately took the candle, and when he saw the pinch mark on Wen Jinrui's arm, he nodded secretly.

Although Wen Jinrui couldn't see his face change because he turned his back to the leader of the man in black, he was sure that he would find out with his keen sense.

It's a matter of great importance. Wen Jinrui must not allow himself to show some flaws. Otherwise, the failure of the peace campaign is small. If the common people are involved, he will really be a sinner.

When the silver needles in his hand had been detoxified on the candle fire and stabbed into the acupoints of the man in black one by one, Wen Jinrui did not dare to use his internal force, so he had to keep looking for acupoint pressing to help the man in black stop bleeding.

"It's going to hurt a lot in a moment. Please hold back and try not to do anything." A moment later, Wen Jinrui whispered, and the man in black who was lying on the bed had no strength to answer him. He just blinked reluctantly to show that he understood.

"Wine."

For Wen Jinrui's successive orders, the leader of the man in black didn't hesitate at all. After all, both of them couldn't move now, and he waved back all of them and left them here alone. Who would he not do?

Looking at a large jar of wine held by the man in black, Wen Jinrui understood that it must be wine he had just asked for. The leader found a jar and brought in all the wine he could collect.Just a glance, Wen Jinrui put the clean cloth prepared in advance into the jar, soaked it completely, then took it out and began to clean up the wound of the man in black.

"Well..."

The cloth full of liquor just touched the wound. The man in black, who was dying before he went to bed, suddenly widened his eyes and snorted. His whole body trembled, almost making Xu Siyuan unable to hold him.

"Hold on, don't move, relax."

Try to slow down the tone, gently not urgent not slow way, this is the most critical moment, if Wen Jinrui gave him a burden, or let his mood has a big wave, I'm afraid it will make him nervous, resulting in wound bleeding again.

The leader of the man in black, who was standing behind Wen Jinrui, frowned even more, but he honestly held the wine jar and didn't say a word.

Taking the cloth soaked in liquor to clean the wound, every time Wen Jinrui's hand moved, the man in black on the bed was trembling, and the stick in his mouth was creaking. This kind of intense pain, even in martial arts practice, was extremely unbearable.

But for a moment, the original clean cloth was stained with blood. Throw it away and replace it. Then soak it in wine and scrub it. Wen Jinrui didn't dare to go too fast, because he was afraid that the man in black would faint because he couldn't bear it. In that case, it's very likely that the faint would pass away completely.